Everything happened so quickly. Spells were being fired left and right and beaters bats were being swung around. Screams were echoing from every direction and there was blood... lots of it.

Each second that passed felt like an eternity. The swarm of Inferi that stood between Quinn, herself and the others seemed never-ending. Her fear of hurting someone by shooting off spells was overpowered by the need to help them all. Rylee did her best in helping fend off the Inferi from where she stood on the path, willing them to go away. And just like that... it happened. As if a huge magnet dropped down upon them and pulled the living dead away.

Stunned by the suddenness in which it all seemed to just...end.. Rylee very hesitantly lowered her wand, her hand still shaking like a leaf in a mid-fall storm. Blue eyes slowly wandered over the damage that had been done, no doubt filling with tears. Professor Grimsbane, Derf, Abra, Skylar...

Someone shouting her name was enough to snap her into attention. Help, right. They needed help. That patronus telling them all to get to the hospital wing wasn't very helpful when a few of them here couldn't move if they wanted to. She would have to be the one to get them help.

Being only able to nod in response to Bel's shouting the young Gryffindor took off down the pathways towards the castle as quickly as she could, one hand still firmly gripping her wand just in case and the other holding onto Quinn's hand. She was taking her back to the castle with her.

She would be back with help!